Molly C & Briar
Well she wasn't wrong. Tidied up and well fed definitely didn't look like he was trying anything. He hadn't had that luxury back in his gang days, though.
"I don't do that no more." Unless he needed to. And he mostly didn't need to. He had a pair of magic wielders who kept him washed, fed, and clothed. They made him go to school, which he didn't like, didn't learn a single useful thing by doing it, but that and household chores, tending the garden mostly, was what he could do to repay them.